According to my grandparents, when I was young, I looked forward to flying.
One year, when spring came, my grandfather made a kite for me. That made me
quite excited. When I held a line to let my kite fly into the sky, I knew my dream
of flying came true.
As I'm growing older, like a kite, I will leave my parents. But I know the
line is still in my parents' hand. With them behind me, I can fly farther and farther.
Art teaches us a lot. It makes our life rich and colourful.
